November 16, 2000
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Well, that was exciting. Nothing gets you out of an early afternoon energy slump like the fire alarm ringing. Not some false alarm thing either, but a real “I smell stuff burning that ain’t a slice of toast in the kitchen” alarm. Something in the server room of the company located directly above my office migrated to a combustible form and set off the bells. After grabbing two small items of value (my Newton and my sketch book), off I trundled down eight stories worth of stairs. With the wind chill hovering around -13°C and my jacket sitting on the front seat of my car in the parkade, Mike and I decided to go find a bowl of hot soup.
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